Conversation while I was combing The Drama Queen’s hair the other day:

Drama Queen: Mom, why do we have last names?
LadyBug: Well, think about how many people in the world probably have the same first name as you.
DQ: I know of four people.
LB: But think about how many people in the whole world might have the same name…
DQ: Prob’ly about fourteen.
LB: Baby, there are about SIX BILLION people in the wor-…
DQ [cutting me off]: Twenty-three.

It wasn’t a question. Or a guess. Or an estimate. The Drama Queen’s eight-year-old mind had decided, definitively, that there are twenty-three people in the world who have the same first name as she does.

I didn’t bother to argue with her. Arguing with her would be like……

Well, like arguing with myself.

[mumbling] Stubborn little stinker…[grumble]…argue with a stop sign…[grumble, grumble]…apple doesn’t fall far from the tree…[grumble, grumble, grumble].

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